Category Archives: True Stories

weaving

on my way to my morning lauds my path was interrupted by a spider queen. well she was jeweled like royalty…. messages come in many forms – Charlotte was a sage among many who weave wisdom with more than words. … Continue reading

Rate this:

Posted in Blessings, Poems, True Stories | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

homes

angrily i stormed out of my home, and there she was, in my driveway, walking. so i followed for a bit. then she stopped – waiting for me to catch up – so we could walk together. and i felt … Continue reading

Rate this:

Posted in The Now, True Stories | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Bridge

the bridge is out, the slew is flooded – but still the way is the Way – sometimes it takes a leap of faith to take the first step.

Rate this:

Posted in The Now, True Stories | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Bones

The shell is the bone of the conch. Gather the song of the wind. La Loba gathers the bones of  La Lupa. and You are Here. Howl your stories.

Rate this:

Posted in Cardinal Rules, The Now, True Stories | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Sleep

Thank you for rescuing me. Now, may dreams be sweet.

Rate this:

Posted in True Stories | Tagged , , , , , | 1 Comment

A Pride of Peafowl

If they  call you ostentatious remember, You are not an ostentation – you are YourSelf Be proud of who you really are. Allow your iridescence to reflect back the beauty of the world.  

Rate this:

Posted in The Now, True Stories | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

holy wind

so close the wind from your wing fanned my face and took my breath away who are You? oh who could doubt that you are a holy spirit? breathe deep, this too is reality.

Rate this:

Posted in Blessings, True Stories | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Great Blue

Outside my window, as still as a statue. Standing zazen? a meditation in the rain.  

Rate this:

Posted in True Stories | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Dry mouth

I open my door. you open your mouth. mine goes dry. Startled to see each other so close, both of us out of our elements. embodied and lost what choice is there but respect?

Rate this:

Posted in Elders, True Stories | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Under the overpass

Everywhere I look there are red trucks and crows. Sitting in traffic, Waiting for the red light to turn green under the overpass a crow waits. We wait together for different things. Still. When the opportunity comes, we both will … Continue reading

Rate this:

Posted in True Stories | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment